When I was washing Lion in the shower yesterday, my weenie got excited. I was doing an extra special soaping job so I can understand how that could happen. I went about my business and finished Lion’s shower. After I did the dishes and took my own shower, Lion said he got a little excited in the shower. He seemed surprised. I don’t know why. He had an orgasm a few days ago.

For whatever reason, I was really achy and tired yesterday. I didn’t want to give Lion his shower. I just wanted not to hurt. I guess I must have gotten a second wind after dinner and my own shower. Again, it could just be getting up and moving around that helps. At any rate, when Lion made the comment about being excited, he also said I haven’t done much with him recently. It’s true. He’s been snoozing a lot and his left arm has been very sensitive. It’s difficult to snuggle when I’m trying to avoid his arm.

However, Lion said his arm was better and, apparently, he’s horny again. We snuggled for a bit and then I decided a clean weenie could have some oral fun. I failed to take into account how sore I still was. Poor Lion only got half a blow job. It’s not that I was going to give him an orgasm, but I did intend to edge him a few times. Let’s be honest. I probably would have given him an orgasm. But we never got that far.

Lion said I’d left him even hornier than before. Good. I may not have gotten him to the edge, but at least I got him very interested. We both slept well again last night. Maybe tonight I can get him to the edge. He’ll have to wait and see whether I give him the orgasm he might have gotten last night if I hadn’t been too sore.

Lion thought he was horny last night. Turns out it was a case of the body being willing but the mind, not so much.

I can’t blame the fact that it was late. He’s been sleeping a lot other times. He’d been wide awake, watching television when he said he was horny. Within a few minutes he was hard. I don’t think I could have gotten much further than that anyway, but soon I heard the unmistakable sounds of Lion snoozing. Oh well.

A while after I moved back onto my own side of the bed, Lion woke up. He wondered what happened. He was a little annoyed at himself for falling asleep while I was playing with him. I wasn’t. It’s not his fault. Plus, I think it’s a testimony to how good I make him feel. Of course, I wasn’t trying to make him feel that kind of good.

For a few days, Lion wasn’t eating much. Today he ate breakfast and lunch. I think he’s getting stronger. He’s trying to be more self-sufficient. I’m still staying home from work since he can’t really fend for himself yet. I’ll stay home until he’s able to get his own food and drinks.

Tonight I’ll try to get Lion all hot and bothered again. I’m not sure if we’ll get very far but it’s good to take my weenie out for a stroll once in a while.

Wednesday night was a bit of a surprise for me. Mrs. Lion came over and we had our usual snuggle. She rubbed my tummy and then gradually moved her hand until she was stimulating my cock and balls. Of course, I responded quickly. She began masturbating me. When I was fully erect, she moved. I expected her to sit at my side ready to tease me. Boy, was I surprised.

Instead, she got up from the bed walked over to where we keep the Magic Wand vibrator. She returned to my side and took her usual position across from my penis. Deliberately, she turned on the vibrator and applied it to me. She put one hand under my penis in the vibrator pressing the other side; the sensitive one.

She brought me very close to orgasm a couple of times. The third time, I was ready to explode. The vibrator came off. Then to my surprise, she immediately returned it to my penis and vibrated me through a very nice orgasm. It had been eight days since my last ejaculation and this one felt amazingly good.

The vibrator is a reliable way to arouse me. I won’t say is my favorite, but it does work. After I calmed down, I asked Mrs. Lion if she intended to give me an orgasm. She said that she thought she had given me a ruined orgasm, and wanted to make it a full one. I told her that I was very close but I did not go over the edge. Still, it was very nice.

Now I am in my refractory period. That’s not entirely accurate. I woke up this morning with a nice erection and my interest in sex is actually pretty high. Unlike what others report, I don’t feel “down”. Quite the contrary, I’m bouncy and in a very good mood.

Blog stuff
I go through regular periods of worry about the images I put with my posts. The first image in any post shows up on Twitter with the beginning of the text each time one publishes. I don’t want to violate any obscenity policy there. However, so far it appears that my choices meet their standards.

Today, for example, I wanted to put the picture of me being stimulated by the Magic Wand. (Click here to see the image). I just don’t know whether something this explicit would be appropriate. Even though this is a sex blog, I don’t want to offend our readers. On the other hand, I like to share more than just words.

Is sharing a link to an explicit image better than just posting it? I know that many people don’t like clicking on links. They prefer text and pictures to remain together. You can see why I’m torn. Personally, I like including images with the post. The Twitter reposting makes me worry about being too sexual. Truthfully, nobody’s ever objected to pictures of my penis or butt. We are all grown-ups. Presumably, you’ve seen lots of penises — both flaccid and erect — and naked bottoms before. I would hate to think that I shock you.

The underlying philosophy of our blog is to provide accurate, factual information about our lives and how they incorporate enforced male chastity and a Female Led Relationship With Discipline. Both Mrs. Lion and I stick to the facts and show you everything, both good and bad, in our journey.

I think that’s true of pictures as well. Not every image we publish is of me. Some are stock images that better illustrate the point of the post. By this time, I’m sure you can recognize my naughty bits without me telling you who modeled for a particular picture. If you’d like to contribute your opinion on our use of Lion naked pictures, please add a comment to this post.

I’ve gone through phases in regards to this. In the beginning, I needed to show penis pictures in relation to wearing a chastity device. I wanted to soften the blow, if you can call it that, of my genitals right in front of you, by converting the images to black and white. After a while, I decided that was silly. So, I went to color when I could. I also decided that I should only show you my flaccid penis. I don’t know, I guess I figured it was more clinical.

Over time, I decided that if I’m writing about erections and ejaculation, shouldn’t I feel free to publish images of me having them. They are always in context with what I’m writing (or what Mrs. Lion is writing), so I don’t consider them gratuitous porn. Actually, I don’t think I’ve posted an ejaculation image. To keep from being a liar, here’s one taken a long time ago of Mrs. Lion jerking me off. I had a penis piercing then. Part of me enjoys exposing myself to you. For a while, I worried that my pleasure at exposing myself meant that the images I publish are for my sexual pleasure rather than expanding our sharing.

Our blog gets less comment traffic than many others. So, feedback is almost nonexistent. Of course, that’s just the nature of our relationship with many of our readers. I don’t think it has any meaning beyond that. Possibly, what we post is more for reading than starting a conversation. in the case of the images we publish, I would like a conversation. I like some idea about how you react to what I show. Here is a gallery of my cock and ball images, most published with posts.

By the way, you can communicate with us privately. Click on the “Contact Us” link at the top of the page and you can send us a private message. I don’t always respond by email to general questions about chastity devices and fitting them. I do reply about other more personal subjects. Please feel free to use this to start a conversation. I look forward to learning how you feel about my “show and tell”.

Lion has his shock collar charging so we can play our football game today. I’m not sure which game we’ll watch. He really hates the Eagles so I’m sure he’d like to root for the Saints. We both really hate the Patriots so we’ll both be rooting for the Chargers. Of course, we can watch both games. It’s just a matter of which one we’ll play our game for. I haven’t decided.

No matter which game we choose, I’ll take a before and after picture of Lion’s buns. Last night he was still showing signs of Thursday night’s spanking practice. I’m not sure how different he’ll look with swats only administered with scores which tend to happen fairly infrequently. In the past he’s received well over one hundred swats but that pales in comparison to the three hundred swats he gets in our experiment. Not to worry. It’s just a fun little game we play. And I think he’s more worried about the zaps for penalties than the swats, anyway.

We went to the movies last night. When we got home, the horny boy wanted attention even though it was late. [Lion — We got home at 10PM] Good thing I wanted to give him some. Somewhere toward the end, I stopped with my hand still on my weenie and Lion tried to hump my hand. I just let it go up and down with his thrusts. Poor Lion. It wasn’t much different from humping air. I did continue to give him hope a few more times before I left him hanging.

I told him he’d have to wait at least another day before I give him an orgasm. Maybe more. He has been very horny and very hard. I love when he’s really hard. I know it doesn’t necessarily mean he’s any hornier than any other time, but it seems that way. There’s just something yummy about a hard cock with the skin stretched taut across it. It just seems like it’s straining to burst. Of course, there are plenty of times Lion tells me he’s super horny and Mr. Weenie does not appear to support this claim. I don’t think the ejaculation changes either way. No more or less semen.

It’s basically a crap shoot whether he gives me enough to share or not. I don’t like to share but I know he hates when I do. So I do. The face he makes is worth it. And I know he’ll be glad to have another orgasm so I can have more of a taste.